Saint Andrews - Pound Cake Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] You n***as is lemon pound cake Gotta group you with women because you just sound fake You let the coupe lose the ceiling, I know that sounds great But you wish you knew the feeling of when the ground breaks When you drop bars that frauds try to downplay Everybody's King, I'm gonna k** them to keep the crown safe n***as won't be the villain because it don't sound safe I know that's why you sound safe And I'm sounding like a win in the playoffs b**h And you're sounding like Tommy on his day off sh** You say you're on it, you ain't got no job n***as waiting for their turn, the doors got no knob I'm a predator, these n***as ain't got no bars These n***as prey to me, they ain't got no God I'm from over East where n***as just show their teeth Couple of n***as real, couple got colder feet They see other n***as got it, they're fiendin' like Jodeci Money can spoil n***as, they'll heat you for older beef [Verse 2] Let it breathe If n***as walking out on a dream, then let them leave You're looking for better locks, I'm looking for better keys They got middle school minds, n***a that's Letter B, pop them Saint ain't never worried, he knows Jesus got him Either rap it or sell it, c**aina options Catch me on the first thing smoking Getting to the block, Ibaka when the lane's open Stand out, White carpet with a stain soaking I'm that n***a, but you'll never see me claim token You n***as claim bogus sh** I'm the elephant in the room and elephants don't forget And all that pillow talking, embellishing's getting snipped Can't take shots I'm throwing, I tell them to get a grip Scoring like Scorcese, Good fellas get a clip Can't rob me, send me to hell before you get a cent Life's changing, this is one hell of an event Trying to be on top, I'm in the cellar of this sh** Please tell them I'm the sh** I'm gonna tell them get this motherf**ing cake